History stuff...
So very much like my friend, Evening-Rose I had to write an emotional peace.
This is mine, it's about Love. (Warning Christian themes are present)
What Matters
What matters? If you ask different people they will have different or the same answer. But what matters to me? Love matters to me, without love this world would be a place of just pure anger and hate. Hate the natural enemy of Love, the only real thing that can stop love working.
Love, love is shown in so many different ways...but one of the most ultimate and historic moments of pure love. Is about 2000 years ago, when Roman soldiers nailed an innocent man to a massive, rough tree. But did this man fight it? No, he knew it had to happen. Who did he do this for? Everyone, even those that hated and despised him. Even those that whipped him, drove nails into his hands and feet and tortured him.
Love is the only thing that can stop humans from becoming a fully hateful and vengeance race. We should all know some kind of love, we need to spread it so those that don't see love see it.
We have quite a lot of powerful emotions, Hate and Greed are only two examples. But the strongest emotion that ever was and will ever be is Love.
We have the power to show this emotion, and stop the hurt in this world. Yet hardly any realise it, they think the world is only full of Hate and Vengeance.
Self-harm is a result of not having Love, people just don't realise how much Love is important, just a pure love. The pure love that Jesus Christ showed while bleeding and dying on a big, ugly tree. You may ask, why I keep go back to this 'Jesus Christ' some of you may not fully understand who he is, or why he is so important. But he is possibly the greatest example of what pure love is meant to look like.
We should take the example that from the man, that gave his life for all, even those he didn't know.
Love is not for bottling up, it's for sharing. Even if it's just giving a depressed person a hug, telling an abuse child that they are loved. Some people show love differently, for example I tell jokes to my friends like, "Your face is a Potato". To be fair, they don't always see them as funny.
It's just so explainable and unexplainable at the same time. Love is a paradox, Love is always around us, that person you made fun off for talking and hanging out with an elderly person. Yeah, that elderly person doesn't have any family left.
It just makes me smile, when I think about how I am loved. We need to spread that fuzzy, warm feeling.
Who will you spread it with? What will you do to show love?
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